Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint Chapter 1283 - 185: Taixu Yin Yang Sword, Slaying the Half-s

Under Middle Finger Peak.

This strike from Fang Daoquan caused the earth to crack, altering the terrain.

The earth-shattering strike drew countless gazes.

The next mont.

Jiang Ning smoothly withdrew his sword, the spearhead gliding along the blade.

"Not good!" Fang Daoquan’s heart imdiately grew wary, quickly retracting his power.

But as quick as Fang Daoquan was, Jiang Ning was even quicker.

He flashed forward, his long sword flicking upwards, transmitting a force far superior to Fang Daoquan through the spearhead to his body.

In an instant.

Fang Daoquan briefly lost his balance.

Then, Jiang Ning surged upwards fiercely, his speed swift like thunder, yet calm.

Swoosh!

As the sword tip entered the body, a spray of blood exploded from Fang Daoquan’s back.

With the blade penetrating the body, Jiang Ning instantly sensed that Fang Daoquan’s flesh seed as if cast from golden liquid iron, incredibly tough.

Especially his bones, which were even harder than Thousand-forged fine iron.

Now, as the blade entered the body, every inch of flesh, every piece of bone beca an obstacle for the sword in Jiang Ning’s hand.

Under Fang Daoquan’s willpower, muscles and bones seed to co alive, intending to trap the long sword held by Jiang Ning.

"Kill!" Fang Daoquan shouted loudly.

Gripping the spear shaft, power erupted from his hand, sweeping the spearhead towards Jiang Ning like a dragon’s tail.

This sweep, the winds surged, white mist expanded like tidal waves.

As the spearhead swept forward, Martial Arts will pressured the mind.

To onlookers, what appeared was not a spearhead, but the tail of a green dragon.

Power started from the body, transmitted through the dragon’s spine to the tail.

This swing, targeting straight at Jiang Ning’s neck.

Even for a Grandmaster at this level, the body’s refined areas had no blind spots.

Human weak points almost did not exist.

Even if the heart shattered, one could still live.

However, no matter how refined, the human body still had weak spots.

The neck, connecting body and brain, remains weaker compared to other body parts.

Boom!

The spearhead ca, the blast like waves.

At this mont, Jiang Ning’s eyes were clear.

He shook his wrist, blood and flesh suddenly burst out in front of Fang Daoquan’s chest.

Power exploded within him, slightly impacting his attack.

Then, Jiang Ning pulled the long sword out.

Clang——

At the critical mont.

The long sword in his hand blocked horizontally.

The spearhead struck heavily on the blade of Jiang Ning’s sword.

This strike was slightly weaker compared to the earlier force that cleaved Mountain Hua, yet still had the power to shake mountains.

Then.

With his figure in mid-air, from this swing, Jiang Ning was suddenly sent flying.

"Kill!!"

Fang Daoquan’s eyes bulged with rage.

Jiang Ning’s retreat was extrely fast, but his own speed was faster.

His figure moved like an arrow, the spearhead in his hand easily slicing through the air like flowing water.

Swoosh——

The spearhead cut through the air, the sound of slicing air clear and audible.

At this mont.

Jiang Ning’s heart was calm.

Through recent observation and successive engagents, he had roughly figured out Fang Daoquan’s strengths and weaknesses.

Reaching Fang Daoquan’s level, there weren’t many changes in his physical constitution.

Compared to the similarly top-tier Grandmaster Long Xiaofeng from before, they were nearly equals.

But Fang Daoquan’s strength lay in the ntal oppression brought by his Martial Arts will.

Every move could showcase the will of Martial Arts.

Had he not achieved Yang God, with extrely high spiritual strength, unaffected by Fang Daoquan’s ntal oppression, the battle would not have been so simple.

But there are no "what ifs" in reality.

Having figured out Fang Daoquan’s strength and weaknesses, with no fear of the ntal oppression from his Martial Arts will.

Jiang Ning had no intention of delaying further.

Because before arriving, the Purple Robe Marquis had said.

Once the fight starts, there will surely be reinforcents from other sects.

If delayed beyond an hour, and other sect experts arrive, this operation would be a failure.

This was sothing Jiang Ning could not accept.

Previously, he had killed Fang Yu of Zhi Xuan Mountain.

Fang Yu’s death had completely set Zhi Xuan Mountain against him, and they had acted against him.

If this ti Zhi Xuan Mountain remained unhard, once this matter was over, they would again turn against him.

Then, unless he could single-handedly overthrow Zhi Xuan Mountain, he would surely be caught in a dangerous whirlpool, and his family’s safety would beco an issue.

Thoughts flashed swiftly in his mind.

The next mont.

His gaze on the sword beca resolute.

Then, his retreating figure abruptly halted.

Looking at the spearhead so close, he swept with his long sword.

Clang——

Fang Daoquan’s thrusting spearhead was swept aside by him.

He lunged again.

Light and shadow flickered around, the void rippling.

Fang Daoquan felt a sudden jolt, sensing sothing amiss.

His gaze fixed tightly on Jiang Ning.

Then, exerting force on his wrist, he swept again towards Jiang Ning.

Bang!

The air exploded, suddenly vacant.

"Not good!!" His caution surged.

At that mont.

Clang!

He suddenly saw the seemingly slow long sword instantly appear on the spear shaft, a single strike landed on it, overwhelming force surged, briefly causing him to lose control of the spear in his hand.

The next mont.

Jiang Ning’s long sword pierced forward.

Seemingly slow, as the sword tip approached, a peculiar sensation arose in his heart, making him uncomfortable.

"Sothing’s wrong!!" A chill on his neck.

He sensed danger, his figure suddenly retreating.

But as he retreated, the long sword appeared an inch before him, a stinging pain from the tearing of his throat’s skin.

Swoosh——

The long sword entered the body, piercing through the throat.

Fang Daoquan felt intense pain, his eyes widened.

Then, he surged forwards.